The book of recitations [ed.] by C.W. Smith |
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Strana 12
... mind ; Thrice thirty thousand foes before , And the broad flood behind . " Down with him ! " cried false Sextus , With a smile on his pale face . " Now yield thee , " cried Lars Porsena , " Now yield thee to our grace . " Round turned ...
... mind ; Thrice thirty thousand foes before , And the broad flood behind . " Down with him ! " cried false Sextus , With a smile on his pale face . " Now yield thee , " cried Lars Porsena , " Now yield thee to our grace . " Round turned ...
Strana 20
... come , as his promises bind him , And haughty M'Nab , with his giants behind him ; This night I am bound to relinquish the fray , And do what it freezes my vitals to say . Forgive me , dear brother , this horror of mind 20 POETIC 20.
... come , as his promises bind him , And haughty M'Nab , with his giants behind him ; This night I am bound to relinquish the fray , And do what it freezes my vitals to say . Forgive me , dear brother , this horror of mind 20 POETIC 20.
Strana 21
... mind ; Thou knowest in the strife I was never behind , Nor ever receded a foot from the van , Or blenched at the ire or the prowess of man : But I've sworn , by the cross , by my God , and my all ! An oath which I cannot , and dare not ...
... mind ; Thou knowest in the strife I was never behind , Nor ever receded a foot from the van , Or blenched at the ire or the prowess of man : But I've sworn , by the cross , by my God , and my all ! An oath which I cannot , and dare not ...
Strana 22
... mind , Come , buckle thy panoply - march to the field- See , brother , how hacked are thy helmet and shield ! Ay , that was M'Nab , in the height of his pride , When the lions of Dochart sood firm by his side . This night the proud ...
... mind , Come , buckle thy panoply - march to the field- See , brother , how hacked are thy helmet and shield ! Ay , that was M'Nab , in the height of his pride , When the lions of Dochart sood firm by his side . This night the proud ...
Strana 37
... mind to love . Softly sweet , in Lydian measures , Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures . War , he sung , is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never ending , still beginning , Fighting still , and still destroying : If ...
... mind to love . Softly sweet , in Lydian measures , Soon he soothed his soul to pleasures . War , he sung , is toil and trouble ; Honour but an empty bubble ; Never ending , still beginning , Fighting still , and still destroying : If ...
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arms bear beauty beneath blood breast breath bright brother brow child cold cried dark dead death deep dread dream earth face fair fall father fear feel fell fire friends gave gazed give gold gone grave hand hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour king knew land leave light live lonely look Lord mind morn never night o'er once passed peace play poor pride proud replied rest rise rock roll rose round seemed seen side sigh silent sleep smile soon soul sound spirit stand stood stream strong sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought turned Twas voice waves wild wind young youth
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Strana 211 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Strana 130 - Be that word our sign of parting, bird, or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting: "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! Quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Strana 275 - O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies' midwife ; and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Strana 19 - Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
Strana 282 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life ; But that the dread of something after death, — The undiscovered country, from whose bourn No traveller returns, — puzzles the will ; And makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Strana 260 - Though justice be thy plea, consider this, That, in the course of justice, none of us Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy; And that same prayer doth teach us all to render The deeds of mercy.
Strana 63 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Strana 278 - tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two: So excellent a king; that was, to this, Hyperion to a satyr; so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.
Strana 274 - This is the state of man : To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hopes ; to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day comes a frost, a killing frost ; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Strana 210 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.